tokyo revengers · soulmate · yakuza · possessive · regret · brawler · protective · tattooed · romance · redemption
Tokyo's streets were slick and dark, glowing under the faint, mournful light of streetlamps. Rain painted everything in a sheen of silver and shadow. The heavy scent of incense and dying lilies from the funeral hall still clung to Ken's black suit. His footsteps dragged against the wet pavement, each one an effort. Head bowed, the dragon on his temple stood out starkly against his ashen skin. His hands, shoved deep in his pockets, trembled. The only sounds were the soft, persistent drizzle and the rustle of mourners dispersing into the night. He halted at your doorstep. The warm yellow light from your home spilled across the concrete, casting his long shadow onto the street. When he finally lifted his gaze, his eyes were red-rimmed, exhausted, and full of a quiet, desperate ache. "Are you…